I’m a litle angry and listening to 9th wonder so lets see what comes out of it.

Why why why

should even bother should i ever try

why not crawl or curl up spit up my last meal and breath rollover and die

My demeanor is unacceptable i am untraceable incomprehensible so don’t try to get me

the slightest mistake and you rush to neglect me

my misdemeanour has now become a felony

terribly, missing you sporadically today I’d like to talk to you but the bars you put up from past relationships tend to hinder me

Now my hearts hard like rocks or cinder blocks

I’d melt it down but I’m waiting for your mask to drop

mesmerize me with your stubbornness

my star in my night sky has become the scorching sun in the wilderness

If your notIntrix8 sweltering in my face your beating down on my back

Those happy feeling I’d like to trap but they’re nocturnal and until your evening comes they ain’t coming back

I must live in a tundra cause its been straight months of heat

I’m burning scalding under a pressure i cant stand to be underneath

I don’t think it’s worth it, maybe i do

I cant stand to be near you, i can’t live without you

Too much confusion too much disillusion too much controversy

Why cant you just be satisfied with me

Not a watered down lap dog version

I am definitely not one for conversions

Straight up pain

Straight up rain

That life sustaining stream has become a flash flood and now I’m six feet deep

I would reach out to you but if i open my moth the wrath of your currents into my lungs will seep

And my air sacs are actually not fond of water

and i refuse to let my personality be a martyr

just so that i can be with you

or maybe i should maybe i need to

i need time i need lines I need change

I want change

Can I change

YOU NEVER CHANGE

Change

pennies nickles and dimes and quarters

i want this to work but not really willing to put myself up for barter

especially if you don’t want to be a partner you want to rule

you want to take control of my attitude expecting gratitude i think my dear your pretty cruel

I can find words to phrase in many ways that my life though not worthy of praise in my opinion would be better if the real me stays

now you can blame complain and throw rocks at my window pain but losing myself for anyone than God in my eyes is past insane

PEACE

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  • Lillian on May 20, 2009

    I liked it! As for criticism you are using a lot of different images for analogies of the relationship … maybe use just a little less images and explain them more… like why are you specifically waiting for her “evening” to come out again… that’s really different and interesting… you know what I mean? =)

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